" “…e in quella luce c’era il suo nome distorto , deforme da una distanza che non si voleva colmare. 2 ore e mezzo da lì, due ore di Gin… Il giallo che mi ven..."
" "...quanto sarebbe bello se, per ogni mare che ci aspetta, ci fosse un fiume, per noi. E qualcuno- un padre, un amore, qualcuno- capace di prenderci per mano ..."
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